Number Seven with a Bullet

Bleeding Through

Walk alone.
I stare at the footprints of my life
I think I lost you when I began to run away
So far, so far away from home
Your approval was the only crown I seek
I no longer doubt myself
Too long I've walked in shadows of my worst enemies
Was it worth the game to lose our purities?
Won't wear the crown of thorns
Won't wear the mask of Judas
I'll never be who you want me to be
You'll never see the beauty I see
Mark me for death
Mask me for torture
I hope you see my face on your deathbed
You played the role of the angel
Now you'll see my face in hell
You fooled my mind with your selfish ambition
You played the role of the angel
Now you'll see my face in hell